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“Hey, want to join us, Little Debbie?” You make some space for her! Why did you call her that again? Anyway, you feel bad for the idol because she was trying to join the conversation for a while and she just stood there doing nothing instead.
“Y-Yes, why, thank you! You’re very kind!” Oh no, the little blueberry is socially awkward! “Please, call me <span class="mu-s">Amber</span> if you have to. Or Ambition-P. <span class="mu-i">Little Debbie</span> is a bit strange, but do what you’re comfortable with. R-Ribbit.” Again, one of those dejected frog noises. It’s like her heart isn’t in it anymore.
“How about simply <span class="mu-i">Deborah</span>?” Fiora suggests.
“That’ll do too, Fio. Hee hee…” Debbie will put up with anything as long as she doesn’t get kicked out.
“I’m gonna keep Debbie.” Odetta says with too much familiarity for a stranger. They know each other too, but not that deeply.
“Well then, it’s nice meeting you again, Deborah. You seem to be doing well.” Fiora tips her hat.
“I remain optimistic, yeah! Ribbit!” The blueberry pumps her fists.
“Ah, you mean to say <span class="mu-i">blueptimistic</span>, don’t you?” Fiora chuckles.
“N-No, not really, ribbit… I left the blue to the sky...” Ambition-P can’t face the truth that she wants to fully return to being a blueberry.
“Dear, tell us how exuberant you are after the man of your dreams noticed you?” Nurse Calamity begins her teasing. “I’m quite assertive, but I pale in comparison to your hankering. He has a date and everything, and you went ahead anyway! No wonder you call yourself <span class="mu-i">Ambition</span>.”
“A-Ah! N-No! Y-You got that wrong! I <span class="mu-i">actually</span> saw him in my dreams! Without the mustache, that is! I-It’s nothing romantic.” Debbie tries to dissuade the situation with more gasoline. “A premonition, perhaps?”
“Don’t look too disappointed, handsome. You still have me for the rest of eternity.” The evil nurse turns to you!
“I can’t be disappointed when I was right!” You thought exactly that before! So what’s so bad about this? “Now, what was the dream about?”
“You raised me into the air by the head while a bunch of kids pointed their flyswatters at me.” Debbie explains it in too much detail. To say everyone looks confused is the understatement of the evening.
“Um, uh, yeah, that sounds nuts. You sure it was a dream?” You think it sounds like a nightmare. “Anyway, we should talk about this later.”
“You know exactly what she’s talking about, you maniac.” Odetta reads you like a furniture manual!
“Johnny, you know psychology? Woah!” Amelia seems impressed. You’re trying to get your masters, but won’t admit it.
“Psychology has nothing to do with exploring dreams anymore, dear.” Kata doesn’t want your stupid sister to spread misinformation. “Whoever is trying to give that idea is trying to scam you.”
Amelia looks worried for a second. You’re going to ignore that for the time being.
